Tagged: garden

every other moon,

every other moon,
you show up, waiting to be splashed
by mom’s watering
.
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every other week,

every other week,
wandering petunias show
up in our lawn, try

to blend in before dad arrives
with his spade, escorts them out
.
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y

at the botanic

at the botanic
garden, introductions abound
for those who’ve lost touch
.
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y

mama’s peonies

mama’s peonies
arrive as if on cue – one, two,
three, four, five – she brings

each stem in from late April to
May, so it blooms just for her
.
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y

april showers bring

april showers bring
mom’s peonies closer, a layered
anticipation
.
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y

yes, as long as the

yes, as long as the
camellia bush promises
to bloom, we can still

find joy in inviting the
heavier ones in for tea
.
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y

mama’s azalea

mama’s azalea
bushes line up for winter’s
inspection, a cool

nudge before a dramatic
entrance, blushing towards the light
.
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y

the white azaleas

the white azaleas
dad planted at the side of
our house wave so long,

so long when we back out of the
driveway from winter to fall
.
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y

in mama’s garden,

in mama’s garden,
the camellias wake up before
anyone else, stretch

towards the sun in their winter
layers, waiting to go out
.
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y

not everyone wants

not everyone wants
to grow their own – create, sustain,
and nurture the best

of most possible conditions
in the hopes that they bear fruit
.
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y